She was forty-four years old or so, she told me   She'd been workin' for a man   Who paid her twenty dollars just to hold him   I found that very sad, very sad      Feels like an odd job to have, I know   To love somebody   Some of us buy friends   Some of us buy houses to live in   It's all the same   We do some strange things      He was lonely and in search of some redemption   And though he paid her well   He wondered if she'd be there in the morning   He spend all that he had on a working girl      Seems like an odd job to have, I know   To love somebody   Some of us buy friends   Some of us buy houses to live in   It's all the same   We do some strange things   We do some strange things      Seems like an odd job to have, I know   To love somebody   Some of us buy friends   Some of us buy houses to live in   Some of us buy friends   Some of us buy houses to live in   It's all the same   We do some strange things   We do some strange things   Yes, we do very strange things